Crucify Me

A rough night last night. Writing it out.

I am a mystery
Even to myself
I don't understand
I simply am

Want to help me die
I'll grab the nails
Take a deep breath
Pound them in

I'm not Christ
I'm simply real
Actual flesh and blood
Someone who can feel

I need to suffer
I am hatred
I need to die...
Or am I just frustrated

No matter the cause
Irrelevant
I need to suffer
I'm not innocent

No matter how innocent my mind tells me
I exist
Therefore, I must suffer
Even though I resist
I deserve to be smothered
 

Reviews

[Sleeping Maiden]

Oh damn.. this has an interesting take..
to feel to want to be hurt.. physically.. i can relate. Sometimes it might be odd.. but hurting one's self (when i do it)... it frees my pain... as if it flows out of me..
sucks it out.. But XD it's not good.. -sigh- but i know the crave... the want of it... gosh.. this poem makes me feel so emotional.. Yet I adore it at the same time..
Nice work. Well written and a emotional read!